"Sisi..."
The sound of the city wall melting seemed to burn on the heart of every member of the Wind Spirit Realm. This domain castle was the homeland handed down by the ancestors, but now it disappeared little by little under the power of the wolf cannon.
"Zhao Qian, you must die!"
Ling Songhan roared at the distant enemy.
Zhao Qian laughed: "The winner is the king and the loser, the lord of the cold domain of Lingsong, it is still too late for you to decide to surrender to our swallowing domain, how about it, let's make a decision?"
Ling Songhan's eyes burst into flames, and he said word by word: "Zhao Qian must die, and the swallowing universe must die!"
"Bastard stuff!"
Zhao Qian roared: "Keep bombing for me, I will turn this Wind Spirit Realm into a piece of scorched earth! I want all the women in the Wind Spirit Realm to become slaves and maidservants! I want to make all the children in the Wind Spirit Realm into sin slaves! I kill!"
The shelling continued, and in a blink of an eye, almost all of the Wall Fortress wall of Feng Lingyu was melted into a pile of residues, but at this moment, a wave of tyrannical aura appeared in the domain of the Fortress, and reinforcements finally came. !
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"brush!"
With a body like a falling meteor, Lin Muyu carried Xuanyuan sword into the crowd like a bolt of lightning, the sword light flashed continuously, and the two wolf cannons suddenly turned into scrap iron. In the rear, Feng Zhanlin, Nangong Lie and the others roared and killed them. There were more and more people, and a series of lingering storms agitated outside the city.
In the other two directions, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi respectively led hundreds of experts in the god realm to launch a fierce attack. Invisibly, they have formed a triangle attack against the people controlled by Zhao Qian. As long as the wind spirit realm in the city kills them all at once. , Can form the tendency of encirclement.
"Don't show mercy, kill!"
Lin Muyu commanded loudly. In a blink of an eye, there were more than ten masters of the gods who died under Xuanyuan Sword. The gods rolled over in the mud, glowing with crystal clear luster, but who could take care of it during the war. What about these gods
On the ground, flames and storms are raging, rushing straight into the sky, and the gods each show their magical powers, fighting together with their opponents.
…
"These evil obstacles of the Dragon League!" Zhao Qian flushed, and said: "Fight back with all my strength. In the territory of Swallowing Heaven, the Dragon League is nothing. Give me a fight back!"
With that said, Zhao Qian turned his sword around and took the initiative to find Lin Muyu not far away.
"Good job!"
Lin Muyu exclaimed. Now he is no longer the Lin Muyu of the Treasure Hunting Tournament. His strength has improved by more than 10% or 20%, but Zhao Qian's strength has almost stopped. It's unbelievable.
"Keng!"
When the two swords collided, Zhao Qian retreated several meters in a row of chaos. Perhaps it wasn't that they were inconsistent, but Lin Muyu was slightly better.
"how is this possible?!"
Zhao Qian was stunned. He was in the Great Perfection realm in 93 Chongdongtian, and Lin Muyu didn't seem to have stepped into the Great Perfection realm yet, so why could he shook him away with a single sword and gained the upper hand in strength and momentum!
But in fact this is the case. Lin Muyu smiled faintly, slowly coated with a layer of gold, and has entered the state of immortal golden body. This can only show one problem. He wants to fight quickly!
Lin Muyu in the undead state of the golden body was able to fight evenly with the 97 Chongdongtian Candle Dragon, even better, and Zhao Qian in front of him was far behind the Candle Dragon in his cultivation and mood, and naturally he was not Lin Muyu's opponent.
The flames around the long sword are violent, and star dust fills up. Lin Muyu's defensive attack is a sword!
The Five Sacred Mountains!
"when!"
This sword almost smashed Zhao Qian's weapon open, and the middle door opened wide, full of flaws!
Zhao Qian was shocked, and hurriedly shouted, condensing the divine power of Chaos into a shield to protect him, but he didn't want Lin Muyu to step on the void, and suddenly appeared behind him, Xuanyuanjian's violent uprising made another blow. Four Yaoguishen cry!
The speed is already at a complete disadvantage!
But after all, Zhao Qian is a god who has experienced hundreds of battles. He roared, with strands of golden quicksand light flowing all over his body, which is the power of Dou Zhuan's reincarnation. He wanted to get more dodge space by stretching time. But at the moment when Zhao Qian moved the reincarnation of the bucket, a stream of quicksand flowed over Lin Muyu's sword, and time quickly accelerated!
"what… "
Zhao Qian exclaimed and hurriedly blocked with his saber.
He hurriedly blocked, and the amount of divine power he could condense was less than 50%, but Lin Muyu’s blow was ten percent of the supreme divine power. After Zhao Qian's saber was taken, I saw a trail of blade fragments ejecting around like bullets.
"Wow..."
Zhao Qian snorted, the sacred wall on his shoulders had been smashed by Lin Muyu in one fell swoop. The strength of the two sides was so different that Zhao Qian had already lost within three moves!
"Save the Deputy Domain Master!"
A group of people attacked and killed, but they didn't want Nangonglie to suddenly appear on Lin Muyu's right side, swept across with the sword, and let out a low growl: "Go back all to me, who dares to come forward?!"
The sword light swept past, and the gods were forced to be embarrassed, and even killed two directly. Nangong Lie, as the number one person in the 64th domain in the East, was not worthy of a name, and his strength was even better than that of the wind. Lin, Wan Tulin and others are even better. Looking at the entire Dragon League, I am afraid that Nangonglie's strength is second only to the four great ancestor witches.
"Want to leave?"
Lin Muyu's faint laughter echoed in the air, stardust gleaming in his hands, the stars turned into chains, and the strands of silk straps bound Zhao Qian's injured body, making it immobile.
"Lin Muyu, what do you want?!"
Zhao Qian's eyes widened: "I am the sub-domain master of the Tuntian domain, do you dare to kill me?"
"Naturally I dare not kill you."
Lin Muyu smiled, "But I want you to bring me a gift to Senior Situ Yun."
As he said, Lin Muyu suddenly opened his palm, and a powerful suction emerged in the space, and Zhao Qian suddenly screamed, as if it was about to explode in his head, the godhead in the sea of mind trembled slowly, which was beyond Zhao Qian's control. 'S overflowed, and soon, ray of light appeared in front of Zhao Qian's eyebrows, and in a blink of an eye it condensed into an immortal cast, which is Zhao Qian's godhead.
"Ahhh..."
Zhao Qian screamed in pain, and kept begging: "Leader Lin, stop now... I am willing to surrender to you and join the Dragon League. Please don't abandon my cultivation base, please..."
Lin Muyu's voice was calm: "You didn't talk like that before, but you said you want to destroy the entire Wind Spirit Realm and rob other people's wives and children. How can I believe you for a person like you?!"
As soon as the voice fell, Lin Muyu suddenly grabbed this immortal cast with one hand, and completely cut off the bond between it and Zhao Qian!
Amid the miserable howling, Zhao Qian fell to the ground. He had lost his god cultivation and even the ability to fly.
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Nangong Lie laughed: "Zhao Qian has been abolished, do you want to continue to resist to the end?!"
"Om!"
A blade of light slashed at his cheek, with a sharp blade, at least the powerhouse of the god emperor realm.
"Oh shit… "
Nangong Lie turned sideways to avoid it, his cheeks were sorely rubbed by the sword qi, and said angrily: "Since you want to die, then you will be fulfilled!"
Lin Muyu held the godhead and jumped tens of meters high. The place where he stood just now has been swallowed by the vortex of flames. I don't know which of the great gods produced the cyclones, between gods and gods. The battle is too horrible, it has the power to destroy the world, and if you don't protect yourself well, you can easily be swallowed by the aftermath.
"Boom boom boom..."
Three consecutive sword qi bursts into the city wall, and the nearly one-hundred-meter city wall of Shiyu Fortress suddenly collapsed. I don't know which bastard's masterpiece it was, but the Wind Spirit Realm can no longer live in it.
Not far away, a pillar of fire soared into the sky, twisting and killing in the crowd like a storm. Lin Muyu knew that it was Tang Xiaoxi's masterpiece.
On the other side, Qin Yin held the Donghua sword in his hand and hacked several times in the air with seven slash strokes, and several opponents suddenly fell.
"Quick battle!"
Lin Muyu said loudly, this time you can't keep prisoners. It's the most sensible to leave early, otherwise once the main force of the swallowing universe comes, you can't leave if you want to.
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In less than a stick of incense, the thousands of strong gods in the Heaven-swallowing Domain began to completely rout, and they fled one by one. Nangong Lie and Ling Songhan did not pursue them. They quickly counted the number of people, and it was too late to take away the treasures of the Feng Ling domain. Flew away directly.
"Leader, why didn't you kill the dog thief Zhao Qian?" Ling Songhan in flight couldn't help frowning and asked.
Lin Muyu said: "Zhao Qian's godhead has been taken out by me. He is now a useless person. There is no big difference between killing and not killing. Wouldn't you be unhappy if you didn't kill?"
Ling Songhan said: "Zhao Qian's wickedness is ruining my homeland. He has been bullying for so many years with the Tuntianyu behind him, and his subordinates really want to kill him soon."
"Don't worry, he has lost his cultivation now, so it makes him more painful to keep him alive than to kill him."
"That's right, but... why the leader is not willing to kill him, the subordinates are still puzzled."
"Killing Zhao Qian now can only anger Situ Yun. For the time being, the Dragon Alliance cannot officially start a war with the Tuntian Domain. The time has not come. At least let Zhao Qian go back alive, and Situ Yun will be angry, but at least he will not feel that his face is too blank. face."
"Yes, the subordinate understands."
Ling Songhan had just joined the Dragon League, and knew he couldn't ask too much. After all, even people like Nangong Lie respected Lin Muyu, the leader, so he couldn't be arrogant.
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Qin Yin flew closer, spreading his palms, there were a few glittering gods, and smiled: "They are all gods, with pure power, which can greatly speed up sister Xiyan's cultivation."
Lin Muyu took out Zhao Qian's Immortal Casting Style and placed it in her hand, and said, "This will be faster. Zhao Qian's Godhead will be more powerful. Help me give it to Sister Xiyan."
"Ok!"